Olivia-isms

Olivia came up to me and said, softly and sweetly, "Wherever I go, I'll still love you." (I can hear the collective "Awwwwww.")

Since it was rainy one day, I let the girls watch Disney's Pocahontas (as a tale and not a history lesson, by the way, since there was a tsk heard 'round the world), and Olivia was singing "Savages, savages" in her own way: "Samwiches, samwiches..."

While looking through a bowl of shells collected from a Florida beach: "Mom, was this one made in China?"

Part of her bedtime prayer: "Help us to have a fun day tomorrow. Help it to be the right size of warm, no cold and no hot. Nevermind, I want it to be hot so that [?? Mama doesn't remember why!]."